Peerless Physician: The Path of a Foolish Eldest Daughter's Rise to Power

Chapter 389 Utterly Depraved

The next morning, a somber atmosphere permeated Zhuangyun Gate.

The teacher's wife arrived at her junior sister's residence early, her face showing a hint of helplessness and regret.

She gently comforted her junior sister, and then helped her pack her bags.

The junior sister silently followed behind her teacher's wife as they walked out of the courtyard.

At the entrance of Zhuangyun Gate, the master's wife saw her junior sister off into a carriage, and then slowly left Zhuangyun Gate.

He could only watch the carriage disappear into the distance, his heart filled with regret and self-blame.

Master and senior brother finally returned to this quiet and ancient sect. The mountain gate remained the same, but the atmosphere was subtly different.

The master, with a serious expression and a chilling aura, walked straight towards where Cheqianzi was.

Before anyone could react, the master spoke, his words cold and resolute, announcing that his junior brother would be expelled from the sect.

The sound echoed in the silent courtyard, striking the hearts of every disciple like a heavy hammer.

Ling Yazi's usually gentle and refined face instantly turned furious, his eyes burning with rage. He suddenly grabbed Che Qianzi with both hands, intending to throw this utterly depraved man out.

His chest heaved violently, his teeth clenched, and his whole body trembled slightly with anger.

However, just as he was about to take action, a flood of past memories rushed into his mind.

So many years have passed, and Master, Mistress, and Yu'er are all no longer alive.

He seemed to see his teacher's wife again, weak yet full of tenderness before her death.

The teacher's wife lay on her sickbed, her breath weak, yet she still managed to recount the stories of the three of them when they were children.

Back then, they frolicked and played in the mountains and forests, practiced martial arts together, and stole fruit from the back mountain. The master's wife looked at them with loving eyes and murmured that she hoped they could always be like a family, supporting each other and never being separated.

Then, he thought of his master. Although his master was strict, he cared deeply for each of his disciples.

That time, the master said regretfully that if he had brought his junior sister back sooner, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Actually, the master had forgiven his junior brother in his heart, but he was just disappointed in him for not living up to his potential.

Ling Yazi's hands gradually loosened, and his originally tense body slowly relaxed.

He gently put the plantain down, the anger in his eyes gradually subsiding, replaced by endless loneliness and helplessness.

When Che Qianzi saw Ling Yazi put him down, he felt a mix of unease and relief.

He knew that his senior brother still remembered their past relationship and forgave him.

So, Cheqianzi cleared his throat and continued speaking.

More than a year later.

He passed by the Baiyun Temple, which resembled a fairyland.

He stepped into the Taoist temple and saw a Taoist nun quietly sweeping the steps with a broom in her hand.

The moment she looked up, I recognized my junior sister immediately.

She was dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, her hair tied up high and secured with a simple hairpin. Her face no longer had its usual liveliness and playfulness, but instead a serene tranquility that transcended the mundane world.

She has become a Taoist nun, living a life of peace and tranquility in the Baiyun Temple, surrounded by the ancient Buddha and the flickering lamp.

She was talking to her junior sister, who didn't recognize her.

Several years have passed in the blink of an eye. The once lively and playful junior sister, who was like a forest elf, was mercilessly afflicted by a terrible illness.

The moment his junior sister passed away, he felt as if his world had collapsed instantly, leaving him with only endless grief and regret.

At his junior sister's funeral, he looked at the small tombstone and secretly vowed to fulfill her last wish.

It turns out that the junior sister also knew about the treasure map, and she also hoped to collect them all so that her mother would have no regrets.

He thought that if he could collect all the treasure maps, perhaps his junior sister and master's wife in the afterlife could find some solace.

Thus began his arduous journey to find the treasure map.

After making inquiries everywhere, he learned that in the Zhou Kingdom, there was a royal man named Zhou Xiang who was also desperately searching for the whereabouts of the treasure map.

He felt this might be a golden opportunity, so he managed to find Zhou Xiang.

After a conversation, the two felt that the other was a potential partner, so they hit it off and decided to join hands to find the mysterious treasure map.

They went through many hardships to find three cards, only to have them snatched away by Chu Yize.

Ling Yazi asked, "Do you know who the couple you burned in Niu Village, Daxian County was?"

Upon hearing this, Che Qianzi frowned and fell into deep thought.

He tried hard to recall the scene; it was a small village they had visited in search of a treasure map.

They searched every corner of the place and found the target person, but they couldn't find a single clue to the treasure map.

In their anger, they set fire to the place, burning everything to ashes and gaining nothing.

After a long while, Che Qianzi slowly spoke, "We didn't find the treasure map there, and we didn't find it even after burning down the village." His tone carried a hint of helplessness and frustration.

After hearing his words, Ling Ya Zi slowly closed his eyes, seemingly trying to calm himself down.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, staring intently at Che Qianzi, and slowly said, "That couple, the man is Yu'er's son. You are so utterly heartless, why don't you touch your own chest and see if your heart aches!"

Yu'er? A beautiful and kind woman's image instantly flashed through Che Qianzi's mind. He had unintentionally hurt Yu'er's family.

Regret overwhelmed Che Qianzi like a tidal wave; his brows furrowed tightly, and a look of pain crossed his face.

He felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and each beat was accompanied by intense pain.

His body trembled slightly, and his lips quivered as he tried to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

"Why did this happen...why..." He asked himself again and again. He couldn't understand how he, who only wanted to fulfill his junior sister's wish, could do something so cruel.

He felt like a clown being played by fate, unknowingly committing an unforgivable sin.

He was plunged into deep self-blame and pain, from which he could not extricate himself for a long time.

Ling Ya Zi watched him quietly, his eyes filled with both reproach and a hint of pity.